'No, I have not learned much of Naiore, but for her trail. She has quite a price upon her head, and I am sure my former cohort in arms either knows or will take interest in this. As for me, I have not seen her, but have heard rumor of her in Rohan, the land of my mother.'
I only led on a bit, and I looked at the star Vanwe pointed out.
'I call that one the Watcher, for it is sometimes my only friend in the days of hazy cloudcover up north.'
I looked at Vanwe and could see her pain, and also her guarding of the notes she had in the pouch. I lay back in the grass and looked at the night sky so bright in its blackness, with the only other light the dim glow of candles and lanterns in rooms at the Inn. the stars marched their paths across the sky, and little was said between them. Dreams of a grove of trees unnamed passed by in fleeting visions, and a solid rest in the chill night was found, to be stirred by the first light and the ever reaching rays of the eastern sun.
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